The Legend of Net King

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On the court, across the net, Italian players Alessandro and Jing Zhiguang stood opposite each other.

It's just that Jing Zhiguang has a relaxed and comfortable demeanor, while Alessandro has a dignified face!

Although neither side has any words or momentum at the moment,

But at the moment, on the court, the atmosphere has become a little depressing...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

It seems to fall into an eerie silence, as if people can hear their own heartbeats,

"Goo-dong..."

I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, their palms clenched gently,

"What's going on with this feeling..."

"Suddenly I felt... I'm so nervous..."

Someone whispered.

Obviously there is no momentum of collision, but the air seems to be gradually solidifying,

It seems that the war is about to break out, and the field seems to be filled with a layer of gunsmoke...

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The referee, who was sitting in the high position in the middle of the court, looked at Alessandro and then at Jing Zhiguang,

Swallowing his saliva, he opened his mouth and announced:

"The first round of Group A of the U17 International Exchange Tournament was between Japan and Italy, and the third match... Singles 3 match begins! "

The sound falls, and the race begins!

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Italy's serve,

On the pitch,

The main player Alessandro slowly pulled out a tennis ball,

Syllable!

Syllable!

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It's a normal action.

Before serving, many tennis players will tap the tennis ball, through which they can find their rhythm point, and at the same time, they can also relax...

However, Alessandro's movements, in the eyes of the Italian high school students on the side of the court, are so incredible!

The Italian U17 representatives looked at the movements of their main general, all of them looked solemn, opened their mouths slightly, and looked shocked.

"Alessandro... He...... He......

An Italian high school student, looking at Alessandro slapping a tennis ball, said in surprise,

"He's never had this habit before serving!!"

Yes, their main player, Alessandro, has never been in the habit of slapping a tennis ball before serving,

But in the face of Jing Zhiguang,

But he subconsciously chose this action to relieve himself, which is enough to see how powerful the oppression is in his heart!!

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Syllable!

Listening to the sound of a tennis racket hitting the ground, the pressure on Alessandro's heart seemed to be relieved.

"Smack!"

When he slapped it for the last time, he grabbed the tennis ball with his left hand,

"Whew..."

took a long breath and stabilized his heart,

"This game..."

muttered softly, then gritted his teeth,

Alessandro's eyes flashed with determination,

He's going to give it his all!

Hmmm-

The wrist is stirred, the tennis ball is thrown upward,

Boom!

At the same time, Alessandro kicked the ground hard, and his body rose into the air.

"Hah!"

With a low shout, he swung his racket vigorously with his right hand,

It slammed into the tennis ball high in the air, making a loud hitting sound.

"Bang-"

There seemed to be a wave of air around the tennis ball, like a bullet out of the chamber.

Shout!

Instantly shot at high speed towards the opposite side,

Blazing fast,

The tennis ball and the air rubbed violently, leaving a trail of green smoke in the middle of the court!

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Seeing the serve of the Italian main player, the eyes of the Japanese team's Atsukyo Tono flashed with a glimmer of light,

He couldn't help but say: "It seems that there are strong players in Italy's U17!" "

Kimishima Yuto pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a chuckle: "Italy's world ranking has always been firmly in the top of the world, not to mention that their main player this time is said to be the strongest in the Italian team in recent years, and before that, they also declared that they would lead Italy to go further!" "

“...... So it's not surprising to have this strength! "

Listening to Kimishima Ikuto's words, the other high school students all nodded slightly,

But then there was a shake of the head,

"Then his luck is really bad..."

Daqu Ryuji looked at Alessandro on the court with a little sympathy, and said regretfully.

“......"

The other high school students of the Japanese team were unable to refute it.

If you really want to talk about it,

His luck is not only bad, it is simply extremely bad!

Italy faced Japan in the first round,

Then the first time I played a game, I met someone who was not good, and I ran into Jing Zhiguang...

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Whoosh –

On the court, the tennis ball swept over the net and hit the bottom line of the court in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

Then, because of the grass court, the speed did not decrease by a minute, and it shot out of bounds like a streamer!

"Can you score?"

Italian high school students are staring at tennis with wide eyes.

At the speed of tennis, if it was Tono and the others in the last game, they would be powerless...

However, at this time, on the field... It's Jing Zhiguang!

Hmmm-

At the moment when the tennis ball is about to fly out of bounds,

Jing Zhiguang's figure was like teleporting, appearing in front of the tennis ball!

Then, naturally, he swung the racket and intercepted the tennis ball.

"Well... It's so fast..."

"When was he there!!"

“......"

In the stands, people were in an uproar and exclaimed one after another.

It's incredible that this speed, which exceeds the catch of many people's eyes...

“......"

Alessandro on the other side suddenly shrank his eyes and felt a hint of shock, but he didn't say anything.

......

Feel the strength of the tennis ball in your hand,

The corners of Jing Zhiguang's mouth hooked an arc,

"It's not bad..."

Said softly,

Then a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the invisible spiritual power gathered,

The tennis ball seems to be wrapped, like a dream,

Bang!

Hit the ball cleanly.

......

Wow!

Alessandro's footsteps are fast, his eyes are looking at the tennis ball, and he wants to judge the landing point and trajectory of the tennis ball.

"This..."

Looking at the tennis ball, I felt that the tennis ball seemed to spin with a weird twist, which made him feel in a trance,

Hmmm-

shook his head violently, and the feeling disappeared again,

Alessandro frowned, his body tensed,

Looking at the flying tennis balls again... and then chase after it,

Boom!

Catch up with tennis balls,

With his right foot kicking back to the ground, he raised the racket of his right hand.

Call!

Swinging it violently,

When the racket and the tennis ball come into contact, a huge force impacts,

Bang!

Boom!

The surrounding air seemed to be shaken by the force of the tennis ball, and there were bursts of waves.

"It's worthy of Jing Zhiguang..."

Alessandro's eyes froze, and his mouth muttered, a casual counterattack turned out to be so powerful,

"But..."

Alessandro gritted his teeth and roared,

"That's not enough!"

Call!

"Hah!"

Swing your arm and knock the heavy tennis ball out.

"Bang-"

A crisp shot sounded,

Phew-

Sting!

The tennis ball flew across the net, and in the eyes of everyone in disbelief,

Like a streamer, piercing the entire stadium,

Boom!

hit the bottom line,

Alessandro saw that Jing Zhiguang couldn't react at all, and the tennis ball swept past him and quickly popped out of bounds!

“...... Meaning...... Italy scored, 0-15..."

It seems that the referees are all shocked and announce the results with dull eyes.

"Heh..." chuckling, Alessandro's confidence was shocked, and he looked at Jing Zhiguang opposite and said, "Don't underestimate me!! "

The main player of the Italian team was able to win a goal in the hands of Jing Zhiguang???

It's really shocking...

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